Perth has been going through a mini-heatwave the past few days - we have had 3 days without the *minimum* temperature dipping below 30C and with maximums hovering around 38-40C. Fucking hot I tell ya. Brain energy and creativity is at an all time low. I can’t be expected to be drinking and ogling at pretty girls AND blog at the same time.

Steph and her cast

So I’m cheating and pointing you to Steph’s chronicles of riding on the Sydney buses due to her crippled condition - physically only mind you, because mentally she’s still as sick as ever. Hee hee.

Being a regular bus commuter now, (because clearly, the roads are not safe with me on them), I’ve noticed an interesting phenomenon.

Generally, it’s the same people who get on at the same bus stops every morning, and nine times out of ten they sit in exactly the same seats every day.

So being the easily amused biatch that I am, I thought I’d mix it up a bit for them, you know, mess with their heads a little. I decided I would sit in the regular seats of the people who get on after me.

Read the rest of her post for the results of her little experiment. :)